It's actually pretty bloody good. Not exceptional, but it does a good job of taking what made the book good and putting it onscreen, and also with imbuing it with a bit of life of its own. The movie loses some of its punch and weirdness with the mostly chronological storytelling (the book was a bit Slaughterhouse Five-y in that regard-- jumping hither and yon), though. Kirsten Dunst is virtually unrecognizable; I saw it twice before I realized who she was, in the film.

Wow. Okay; as you can imagine, most of the photos I'd seen of Goebbels were of him with that "I NEVER EXPERIENCE JOY BECAUSE IT WOULD BE UNPROFESSIONAL" expression. I think I would have been an awful Nazi, by the way, at least outside of taking joy in dressing snappily.

The thing with the Goebbels children is one of those things that I can't think about without becoming at least a little upset.